Callado


If you ask me, I'll tell you
that an afternoon is enough for me,
that I have nothing to lose,
that I have much for live.
You came alone that time,
I didn't expected you here.
I didn't expect anything and I found
a good story to write
about the noise the voice unvoiced, about the old child and the dreamer.

About that one who is always, always, always quiet.
About that one who always was about to shout it out.
About that one who never said it.
Only remained quiet.

I've got so many things to say,
so many kisses to hide,
so many: "live and let it live",
so many dead hours in the bar,
all songs I shouted,
were shattered for you.
All messages I deleted,
all messages I never recieved.

about the noise the voice unvoiced, about the old child and the dreamer.

About that one who is always, always, always quiet.
About that one who always was about to shout it out.
About that one who never said it.
Only remained quiet.

About that one who is always, always, always quiet.
About that one who always was about to shout it out.
About that one who never said it.
Only remained quiet.

Title: Callado
Rating: 10 out of 10 based on 24 ratings. 5 user reviews.
Writed by Nana L15R1